How can you sit there and tell me who I am,
who I am going to be,
or who I will be?
You must have a crystal ball that
helps you navigate through the sands of time,
Because you seem to know a lot more
about me and who i'm going to be
than yourself.

Don't judge me if you haven't walked
in my shoes.
Don't criticize me if you're ignorant
of my life.
Don't tell me who I am going to be
when you don't even know who you are yet.

You are nothing if all you can do is judge,
You might not want to admit it,
But your crystal ball is broken.

Your looks attract me.
Your voice aroused me.
You pulled me in to your lair.

Lair of the beast it was.
You strung me against the wall and
Painted pictures in my mind of your love.
Never allowing me to really touch it.

Your confusing mind lead me on a path,
My destination,
My destruction.

You fed me bits of fragmented food to stay,
Unfortunately I am a blind one that is lead
By fables that many say.

My generous heart wanted to touch your
Broken one.
But your shield is impenetrable.

You cursed me to forever long for you
Never able to go back
Or move on.